Sherlock Holmes and the House of Fear Page #2
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whole to his grave.
The place is haunted.
Haunted?
You mean ghosts?
Only a fool
believes in ghosts.
Spirits never
haunted Driercliff.
Five minutes to
closing time gentlemen.
Only the memory of evil.
You're wanted at
Driercliff House Sergeant.
What is it woman?
Murder.
Alastair himself is it?
I don't know.
Doctor Merrivale
didn't say.
care to come along?
Yes I would, thank you.
Watson.
You mark my words,
Alastair has met
the brutal death
of these fathers.
Awe, good
evening Sergeant.
Oh Mr. Alastair,
this is Mr.
Sherlock Holmes
and Doctor Watson.
I took the liberty of...
Mr. Holmes, Doctor Watson.
How do you do sir?
Oh this excellent,
most excellent.
Please come in gentlemen.
Please come in.
And welcome to
Driercliff House.
Now where is the corpse?
Follow me.
It's by the furnace.
The furnace?
Yes poor Davis
he was burnt to a crisp.
Burnt to a crisp.
I say Holmes
bit of a fiend hey?
At least he's consistent.
Consistent?
Yes the deaths all follow
the legend of Driercliff.
Well as MacGregor puts it
no man ever goes
whole to his grave.
Now you will come in here
gentlemen, won't you?
Oh thank you.
That's right.
That's right.
Yes.
Yes.
These gentlemen have
come about the body.
Why didn't you take
them to the cellar?
Oh no, Doctor Merrivale,
you discovered it,
after all it's your body.
That's right.
I say,
you're
Sherlock Holmes
aren't you?
I am
and this is my friend and
colleague, Doctor Watson.
How do you do?
How do you do sir?
Yes I thought I
recognized you.
You know I followed
your exploits for years.
The detection of crime
is one of my hobbies.
This is a surprise
and a pleasure.
A pleasure I hope
but hardly a surprise.
You saw me at the
inn this afternoon.
Touch'.
This is Allen Cosgrave
and Captain Simpson.
How do you do?
This stressing
business, Mr. Homes,
we were all fond
of Guy Davis.
Davis?
Oh the fellow
in the furnace.
But if he was
burnt to a crisp
how'd you know
that it was Davis?
Well he's the
only one missing.
Besides we identified
him by his cuff links.
Why don't you see
for yourselves?
Come along gentlemen.
Thank you.
May I ask Doctor Merrivale
whether Mr. Davis
also received
the warning of the
orange pips after dinner.
Oh so you know
about the others?
You seem to be
very well informed
about our affairs,
Mr. Holmes.
As a matter of fact
Davis didn't have
dinner with us tonight.
Had he indicated his
intended absence?
No, no he hadn't.
Mrs. Monteith was
quite put out about it.
Pardon me, will
you gentlemen?
Doctor Watson,
what's Mr. Holmes up to?
I haven't the foggiest.
Go on.
You'll find out,
my dear sir,
in good time.
Isn't there something
you wish to tell
me Mrs. Monteith?
Me sir?
Yes.
Please give it to me.
The envelope addressed
to Mr. Guy Davis.
Thank you.
Five pips this time.
How did you know
that she had them?
It's obvious
my dear Watson,
since Mr. Davis
was not at dinner,
Mrs. Monteith
had no opportunity
to deliver the envelope.
Yes of course,
quite obvious.
Where'd you find it?
It was pushed under
the door like the others.
Thank you Mrs. Monteith,
that will be all.
Where are they coming
from, Mr. Holmes?
Who's sending
these things to us?
Have orange pips
any significance
for any of you?
Well?
I seem to remember
reading somewhere
that among some
obscure tribe of savages
orange pips
were looked upon...
as a symbol of death.
Oh really?
Sergeant?
Aye sir.
I think you'd better
telephone Scotland Yard.
We've never
had a telephone
at Driercliff House no.
They're so noisy.
I can make the call
from the village sir.
All right.
It's not often we
have the opportunity
at meeting such
charming people.
You go ahead
I'll follow you.
I'm afraid, Mr. Holmes,
if you don't go
with the sergeant
there's no way
to get back
to the village tonight.
Oh but Mr. Holmes,
there's no need for you
to stay at the inn.
It's such a dreary place.
We've plenty
of room here
and it's much
more cheerful.
I thought we came
here for privacy.
We wouldn't dream
of putting you out.
Oh but I thought
it would be
so nice to have such,
such exciting people
as our guests.
Yes your right.
I'm sure Mr. Holmes'
business in the village
is much more
important, Alastair.
Please Mr.
Holmes we insist.
I think Alastair's idea
is an excellent one,
don't you gentlemen?
You speak for
yourself, Cosgrave.
Come, come, come,
We are all friends.
Aren't we,
or are we?
Guy Davis was
a friend too.
So were King and Raeburn.
You've got to
stay Mr. Holmes.
You and Doctor Watson,
we can put you up.
Any objections
Doctor Merrivale?
This is a tempest
in a teapot Mr. Holmes
but you're
welcome of course.
Now if you'll all excuse
me I'm rather tired.
Good night.
What do you say Simpson?
Glad to have you
gentlemen of course.
Then you will
stay both of you?
Thank you Mr. Alastair
we should be very glad to.
Sergeant will you
have our things
sent up from the inn?
Right away sir.
This is excellent.
I'll tell Mrs. Monteith
to get your rooms ready.
Mr. Holmes,
I must say I
feel a lot safer
now that you
and Doctor Watson
are in the house.
Oh a delight to be of
any use, Mr. Cosgrave.
And well if you would
care to keep me informed
if you should
discover anything
I would be only too
glad to help you.
I'd do anything
to get to the bottom
of this awful mystery.
I'll bear that in
mind Mr. Cosgrave.
Thank you.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night.
Well what do you
make of it Watson?
Well my theory is
its Doctor Merrivale.
Did you take a
look at his eyes?
Rather frightening huh?
Yes but that might
be accounted for
by advanced myopia,
complicated with
a stigmatism.
Well who do you
think it is?
At the moment
I suspect no one
and everyone.
So it's your theory
that Doctor Merrivale
is the murderer?
Yes, yes Merrivale.
Hum.
What about...
what about
Captain Simpson?
Simpson?
I see what you mean?
Do you?
Yes.
There's a surly looking
chap if I ever saw one.
He didn't much relish
stay here either.
Right you are Watson.
Do you suspect
anyone else?
Well of course,
there's old Alastair.
And what might cause
you to suspect Alastair?
He's too good to be true.
What are you looking
for now Holmes?
I wish I knew Watson.
Someone's got a morbid
taste in literature.
Or a thirst for knowledge.
Now Holmes there's
one of them
that's got nothing
to do with it?
Who?
Cosgrave.
Why Cosgrave?
Well he's definitely
got the wind up.
Fairly begged us
to stay just now.
Yes I'd vouch for
Cosgrave all right.
Mrs. Monteith will
be down directly
to show you to your rooms.
I just popped in
to say good night.
Oh thank you.
Oh by the way
Mr. Alastair,
I wonder if you
could tell us
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